[Intro]

Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain

[Verse 1]

We animated through the mouth of mankind

Far beyond the lines of perpetration lies my representation

Through creation, words submerge and surge a sensation

Similar to blazin' L's in a cipher

My model's death to five (What?), the mastermind

Sharper than a knife, quite parallel to trife

A nigga's life simply too much to explain, full of drama and pain

I maintain a straight force through the tunnels of brain

Energy drains whenever my competitor's slain

I try to blow up the spot likе Saddam Hussein

Keep it real upon the play, intеllectual game

We mix like weed and cocaine, burn kids with propane

The sun can only shine after wet drops of rain

The sun can only shine after wet drops of rain

The sun can only shine after wet drops of rain

Get all up in your brain, splash arteries and veins

[Interlude]

You nah' mean?

[Verse 2]

All my feelin' is rain, commence to pour with all the data I store

Play that for sure, connect the cord and I'll be holdin' a sword

Mic like Excalibur, while man compete, I just defeat the challenger

Pull out your felon now, my case just stays the style that I created

Navigated the way that I included

Booted soldiers recruited, keep the night time polluted

While verbs antagonize herbs, it's baggin our swerve

We Camelot, got the lance, bless you in advance

Take a look, glance son, I'm in my buffalo stance

Here's your chance, protect, you're havin a neck to wreck

As I enhance the spinal chord, vinyl tore the ligaments

Niggas went in the zone when I blessed the phone, no lie

Stimulated off the thai, put the red in your eye

You so high with your head in the sky

Lookin' down on fake niggas, blurry vision makes incisions critical

Now you ridicule, what? Let's dispute it (Pow)

Hard times can make you wanna grab the pistol piece of shootin'

Launch it but lets the pain through the brain when it rains

[Verse 3]

Now we formulate, label of the niggas try to duplicate

Let set the record straight, L's the great mass murderer

Slash verbalist, I go the distance

Existence on a planet fabricates without assistance

It's senseless, too many MC's are wannabees

I wanna please all overseas to make a hundred G's

I know the steez, M.I.C.'s I grip and rip to pieces

Attackin' all the wack men, yo that made my thesis

I flow for forty days and forty nights like Jesus

Christ I'm nice, rippin' the mic device, I slice with precision

Focus your decision with no hesitation

Get in you like we know vacation

Between the two of us, I see no relation but we share the same profession

I'm stressin' throughout the session, you fall

The Headtoucha call, bless y'all with one brawl

Mic status apparatus just stalled, you lucked out (Word)

Without a doubt (Haha)